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Mar 2016
He said he didn't want me
But God knows
That he kissed me like I was the last good thing on this ****** Earth
He kissed me like I was about to slip through his fingers
He kissed me like I was dissolving into thin air.
He kissed me so hard
So deep
That I'm having trouble believing that his statement of not wanting me is true.
he said he didn't know
Ava Bean
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Ava Bean  Portland
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